“Best decision of my life was knocking you up, dolcezza.” I eased back to stare at him. Something about the way he said it . . . “Did you get me pregnant on purpose?” The edge of his sexy mouth lifted. “I’ll never tell.” “I swear to God, Fausto. If I find out you were using me to breed more Ravazzani babies—” “You’ll what?” His brow arched. “Come right here on the spot? You know the idea of it gets you hot.” Fuck, he was right. “You’re annoying.”
